Went to a parade last night with two couples and their kids. I was keenly aware to the point of being somewhat uncomfortable that I was not part of a family. I had no husband. I had no kids. I have no husband. I have no kids. . I stood behind the camera taking the photos. I watched the parade with them. Then I watched the little families leave together. I got in my car alone. Went home alone. I have to somehow come to grips with the fact that it’s very possible I will never have those things. I may never have a family, husband, kids. I am going to be 29. Am I enough?
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